After being stabbed to death by my junior brother

Of course Shen Qiuting knew.

According to the practice of Lingyun Pavilion, when the direct disciples reach the Nascent Soul stage, except for the designated successors, they will all leave the master's sect and go to another mountain.And the head masters will step back from their seats at a certain time to concentrate on the impact of the realm, and by the way, make room for young children like them.

Before he lost his cultivation, he was already in the late stage of Jindan, and it was only within three to five years to hit the Nascent Soul.Daoist Qingxu called him and Bai Guanchen that day, threw them a map, and told them to choose the peak where the Empress Yuanying would live, so as to save them from being in a hurry when it came time.

Shen Qiuting often ran around all over the mountains and fields, and was not too keen on choosing a fixed residence. He glanced at the map, and with a single finger, he was done.

When Daoist Qingxu saw the place he was pointing at, he immediately blew his beard and stared: "What's the matter? I'm not likable, old man? Do you have to go so far away from Wenjian Peak?"

Shen Qiuting had no choice but to stroke the old man's hair: "Then I'll choose the one closest to Wenjian Peak?"

Who knew that the old man continued to blow his beard and stare: "If you want to move, stay away, don't disturb the cleanliness of my old man!"

It's not right, and it's not the opposite. Daoist Qingxu is getting old, and his brain has really started to fail.

Shen Qiuting suppressed the idea of ​​deceiving the master and exterminating the ancestors, tentatively pointed to a remote place not far away, and asked: "Then Master, what do you think of this?"

Daoist Qingxu was satisfied, he stroked his snow-white beard, and nodded in a fairy-like way: "Such a broken place, it suits you."

Shen Qiuting tremblingly touched the natal spirit sword at his waist with his right hand, and pressed his right hand tightly with his left hand.

This is the master, he cannot be killed.

Bai Guanchen quietly watched the two of them clapping the table, and chose the one closest to Shen Qiuting's peak.

After the old and the young chirped and slapped each other's lies, Daoist Qingxu remembered something serious: "No one wanted to take this mountain before. Since you want to go, please name this mountain."

Shen Qiuting caught a glimpse of the Yinxue sword hanging on the waist of his junior brother beside him, touched the Chiming sword in his hand, and said lazily: "Then call it Mingxue."

While talking, he hooked Bai Guanchen's shoulder with a smile: "Isn't it meaningful to use the natal spirit sword of our two senior brothers?"

Bai Guanchen turned his head to look at him, his eyes as clear as cold pools stirred slightly.

The old man kicked them both out cursing.

At that time, Daoist Qingxu was about to hit the fusion period, and the apprentices under his sect were as cold as cold. In fact, the old man wanted Shen Qiuting to take over as the head teacher, otherwise he would not point him to a deserted and remote mountain. .

It's a pity that he didn't become the head teacher, and he didn't even become the peak master of that small broken mountain.

Speaking of this matter now, it is nothing more than the impermanence of the world.

It's just that he didn't expect that after so many years, this peak still exists, and the name...is also the one he took back then.

Shen Qiuting felt a little sour for no reason.

Seeing him in a daze, the little fat man waved his hand in front of his eyes and asked, "Brother, don't we live in the same inn, do you want to come over together the next morning?"

Shen Qiuting was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, showing a smile: "Okay."

The little fat man was very happy about finding a new partner. On the way back, it was as if beans were poured out of a bamboo tube, throwing away all his old feelings.

This little fat man is a descendant of the Li family in Langshan in the Eastern Region, his name is Li Goudan, and he was forced by his family to come to Zhongzhou to learn art from a teacher.

The Kyushu Cultivation School and the Cultivation Family stand side by side. The sect is not only related to blood, but also takes the path of recruiting talents from all over the world. Compared with the family that only circulates within the clan, its resources and talents are slightly better.Therefore, every once in a while, many aristocratic families will choose to send their children with high talent for cultivating immortals to practice in the sect. After these children leave the teacher, they will become the leader of the clan.

Shen Qiuting was shocked and complicated when he heard the name of the little fat man.

This... the Li family is also a respectable family in the realm of comprehension after all, but he never expected that his taste in naming would be so fresh and refined.

The little fat man, that is, after Li Goudan had cleaned up his old background, he remembered to ask: "Brother, I don't know your name yet?"

Shen Qiuting was still immersed in shock and complicated emotions, politely extended his hand, and said nonsense: "Hello, hello, my name is Li Gouxun."

Li Goudan's eyes widened in surprise and shyness: "Brother Gousheng, our names are so similar, it's really a fate!"

He has grown up so big, and he has never heard a name as unique as his.

Shen Qiuting's mood was more complicated: "Be polite."

Fate is the brain of your little spirit beast.

For the first time, he felt that his mouth was really owed.

Back at the inn, Shen Qiuting was finally able to get rid of the name "Brother Dog Leftover" and gained peace in life.

Now that the decision has been made, Shen Qiuting slept in the room for two days with peace of mind.It was early in the morning of the third day that he went out to attend the Apprentice Acceptance Conference at Lingyun Pavilion.

Li Goudan had been waiting in the lobby early, and when he saw Shen Qiuting coming out, he stuffed the last bun on the table into his mouth, and said cheerfully, "Brother Gousheng, when are we going to leave?"

Brother Gousheng's face turned green immediately.

He gritted his teeth and accepted this horrible address, and squeezed out an amiable smile: "Let's go now, let's go now."

Get to the place early and break up early.

The entrance test of Lingyun Pavilion is not complicated, there is only one thing, which is the question of mentality in front of the mountain gate.

Although Lingyun Pavilion is a bit poor, it still has the aura of the world's largest sect. There are 99 stone steps from the foot of the mountain to the mountain gate, and each stone step is engraved with a sword intent above Yuanying, nine thousand Nine hundred and ninety-nine sword intents are intertwined, which is the questioning method that Lingyun Pavilion uses every time it recruits new disciples.

Cultivation of the truth first cultivates the heart, only those who can overcome the demons of the heart will not go astray on the long road of self-cultivation.

It was less than [-] o'clock now, and there were already crowds of people in front of the stone steps.

A huge hourglass was placed in front of the stone steps as a countdown to the start of the entry test.

Shen Qiuting and the little fat man waited patiently among the crowd for more than an hour, the hourglass was almost at the bottom, and finally there was movement from inside.

A few disciples of Lingyun walked out of the mountain protection formation, separated the non-test personnel far away, and put a signal flare into the air, and the mountain protection formation slowly split to the two sides, revealing a long stone step in the middle.

The stone steps meander towards the top of the mountain, and finally disappear in layers of clouds and mist, which looks extremely mysterious.

There were bursts of gasps of admiration from around.

Shen Qiuting was picked up by Daoist Qingxu to go up the mountain when he was still a baby, but he really never walked this way.

The hourglass finally came to an end.

The test begins.

Shen Qiuting was staggered by the crowd, and stepped on the road of asking questions.

On the other side, in the main hall of the main peak Wenjian Peak, the elders of Lingyun Pavilion who need to accept apprentices have already been waiting here.

There are several jade slips on the table, which are the materials of this batch of selected new disciples.

Whenever new disciples get started, the competition among peaks is the fiercest. Even though everyone belongs to Lingyun Pavilion, who wouldn't like two peerless geniuses from their own peak?

Several peak owners sat at the top, talking and laughing at the mascot of the peak, and the elders below stopped holding it. You tried to test each other's thoughts with each other, wishing that this time all the peaks except their own would be No apprenticeship plans.

In the lively atmosphere, the first female nun who had nothing to do seemed particularly out of place.

The female cultivator was wearing a bright red dress, her appearance was even more gorgeous, and she was extremely imposing.

Qi Sinan sat on the head seat and asked, "Senior Sister, are you still not going to accept disciples this time?"

Shen Huazui lazily played with the fiery red long whip on his waist: "Let's see, it's fine if you don't have a good match for your eyes."

Lingyun Pavilion has always established itself in the way of swordsmanship, and most of the new disciples come here for sword cultivation, but Baekje Peak, which she manages, is a miscellaneous school, and usually can't recruit any new disciples, and she doesn't bother to join in the fun.

On the other side, the peak master of Danding Peak, Yu Xuzi, glanced at the time, stroked his beard, and frowned: "It's already this time? Why hasn't the boy surnamed Bai arrived yet?"

The disciples of Danding Peak specialize in alchemy, saving lives and healing the wounded. They are even more out of place in this kind of sword cultivating sect that fights and kills. The situation of recruiting new disciples every year is even more miserable than that of Baekje Peak.

The peak master of Danding Peak, Yu Xuzi, has already reached the age of retirement, but he has been unable to find a replacement, so he has remained as the peak master. He is the most senior person in the room, so he is called Bai Guan Chen is not surprising.

Shen Huazui raised her eyelids, and sneered lazily: "Uncle Yuxu, our Bai Xianjun is the facade of the entire Lingyun Pavilion, and the ostentation has always been grand, haven't you gotten used to it?"

It is well known that Peak Lord Shen and Lord Bai of Lingyun Pavilion are not at odds. Ever since Peak Lord Shen's own brother died at the hands of Lord Bai, whenever Lord Bai was present, Lord Shen would inevitably say something strange.

As soon as Shen Huazui's words came out, the scene became strangely quiet.

Qi Sinan bitterly smoothed things over: "Second senior brother, he has something to do, senior sister, I told you when I came here, did you forget?"

Shen Huazui's expression was suddenly a little cold, but she also took the step, and said: "I forgot, I drank too much wine yesterday, and today my mind is a little confused."

Seeing that this stubble has been exposed, everyone continued to chat lively.